Bts Kim Taehyung Novels & Stories

She asked, now showing me a beautiful eyes—acting all like a child. I groaned and Nathan chuckled. “I have spent my savings for buying online and there would be a concert in BTS next month. I need to go.” She mumbled while biting her lips. “You know that I love them so much.” “More than me?” Nathan intervene from her side. She hissed. “Of course, more than you. Do you think highly of yourself? Are you Kim Namjoon?”

Taehyung Kei He goes by the name 'Keitae' on stage. I don't know how to begin describing him. He's someone I can relate with at times, I feel. I know I've never met him but it seems like he's the one for me. Every fangirl must say that I know, but the feeling is at times too strong to resist. He's extremely handsome, and his deep voice is something the fans die for. He can make friends anywhere anytime. He keeps his hair black most of the times, seems as though he likes it the way it is.

he says taking a step back. He places his hand inside his pocket. My eyes go wide in shock as I see a small navy blue box in his hand. "Ty," I utter out as I cup my mouth with my hands. He chuckles, his eyes water as well as mine. A knot forms in my throat, while my heart begins to pump uncontrollably. He kneels on one knee and opens the box, revealing a gorgeous ring inside with a diamond in the middle and smaller diamonds aligning the band. "Emily Mitchell, will you make me the happiest man in give me the honor of becoming Mrs. Slate? Em, will you marry me?" he says as he looks at me with a smile. "Ty... Yes, yes baby, I will marry you." I say, before I know it, he jumps up, claiming my li

I was about to read another comment when suddenly I felt someone's presence beside me. I lifted my head and accidentally made eye contact with the person. I recognized him immediately. Kim Taehyung also known as V, one of the members of boy group BTS. We're the same age, but I was five years his senior. From what I’ve heard, recently his group's popularity was rising rapidly despite them being a group from a small company. Not many groups could survive for that long, especially if there’s no big company backing them. So, good for them, I guessed.

It had seem like they were only illusions in his life. And the happiness sprout from the fact I was claimed by such a beautiful man, whose beauty would surpass those of most ladies. I took in the appearance of the room he had given me. It was painted pink with lots of female touch to it. On the wall was hung was hung several paintings and one of them was a drawing of my idol, Kim Taehyung. He had taken that picture when he had won the Melon Music Awards which featured the best OST songs. He belonged to a popular gang called the BTS members also known as the armies.

"And I had to apologize twice for your absence. They were all wondering where the man of the house was." I stopped talking when I noticed his growing annoyance. Hurriedly, I continued, "In the house next door, the Kim family lives. I met the wife, and she was really friendly. She said her husband, Kim Taehyung, works as a psychiatrist. They have two adorable children."

Minho folded his arms around his chest and inquired, 'Aren't you too interested in her'? Jun rolled his eyes and TaeHwan walked into the hallway. He was wearing jet black wide legged pants with a black turtleneck sweater and a jet black blazer. His few inches long wavy feather hairstyles enhanced his perfection. He walked in their direction and a smile appeared on Jun's face to see him. He bowed to them and looked for Hea. Minho asked, 'Are you trying to find Hea'? He lied, 'No, I'm trying to find my friend Namjae. I also invited him'.

Am I afraid… fascinated… both? The stranger was slightly taller than Arga the fake O'Brien, and his face… I don't know what will I say. When I saw him, my mind suddenly focused on Kim Taehyung aka V BTS. However, at the same time, I know the man behind Arga is not V. One thing that makes the person different: there is a scar line on his cheek. “You're now grown become a big girl, huh?” said the stranger. His voice was heavy; really reminds me of V the C.G.V person.

Guess what they were discussing? “Kim Taehyung is way more handsome than Jungkook,” Katherine, one of our friends, said. “No, Jin is more handsome than both of them,” Julia, another friend, argued. “Why are you guys arguing about guys you’ll never meet? You can’t even see them in real life,” Anthony, also known as Tony, said with a bored expression. Vanessa and I cleared our throats loudly, and they both snapped their heads toward us. “So, what are we talking about?” I asked, though I already knew they were arguing over who was the most handsome member of BTS.

He came towards my back and I didn't bother to face him. "Carla I said I was sorry right? Okay tell me hw to make it up to you?" seriously why am I even angry? "Carla don't be nasty" I mentally slapped myself and before I knew it Dawson took me in his arms carrying me in a bridal style. "Hey mista put me down!" Next morning. Sound of cutlery could be heard as we sat round the dining eating. It was just me, Taehyung and his mum. Kim jeong gyu was still receiving treatments and his dad had decided not to see him for now.